A/N: Hey ya'll! This chappie is a little short cause I just wanted to give ya some backroung info on Jewelea & Joseph. And outline the plot :) :) muhahahaha I have it all planned out lol. Enjoy :) :)
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah. I dont own it. So sue me for saying I do.... not literally...I already got a restraining order on that one lawyer...
Jewelea's POV (about…3:45pm before Joey leaves Alice at her home)
I just had a vision of my idiot brother inviting that girl, Mary Alice, home from dinner, and her parents allowing her to go. I know what James told us to do, and flirting and pretending to like the poor girl was not on the list.
James, our creator, had given us one simple task to do in exchange for saving our lives. Change Mary Alice Brandon into a human-killing, blood-sucking, vampire like ourselves. I remember it like it was yesterday, when in fact it wasn't even this century.
The year was 1883, in Charleston, South Carolina. My brother, age 17 and I, age 15, decided to go bicycle riding up a mountain near our home. Unfortunately, out of now where, it began to rain. That rain turned into a thunder storm, which turned into a tornado. Before I knew it, we were both at the bottom of the cliff, blood splattered in all directions. A strange, yet beautiful man, who I later found out was James, ran up towards us with in-human speed, grace, and poise. He wasn't affected at all by the weather, which at the time struck me as odd.
He said to me, "I can make it possible for you and your brother to live. Live through this tragedy, and forever more to come."
"Okay. Do whatever you need to. Save my brother first though." I whispered, injuring myself further.
"But in return," he started, "you must make me a promise. In the year 1921 a girl, about your elder brother's age, will get in a life-threating situation, and die. You must promise to ensure not only her safety and survival past that situation, but also to change her, as I am about to do to you."
"Deal." And then, he bit my brother's neck. Joey screamed out in pain and agony, and yet I could barely hear him. Then James moved onto me.
"This will hurt." He whispered in my ear.
His teeth sunk into my neck, hard and deep. A tried to scream, but I was unable to find my voice.
The next time I was awake was four days later. Joseph had already been up for a day, and James had told him the rest of the details for our assignment. He explained to us what we are, and everything we need to know about living like us. Then, he asked me how I would enjoy spending the next thirty-eight years.
"I don't want to take the lives of innocent people." I stated sternly.
"It is the only way to survive being a vampire." James told me, looking deep into my eyes.
"There must be another way. I will find another way." I said with confidence.
"I'll be there every step of the way sis." My over-protective brother said.
"You still must keep your promise, though." James clarified.
"We shall, but we shall not become murders in the process." I replied.
"We will see each other in a little less than forty years, than." James ended with, and then ran off in no certain direction.
And that was the last time I saw him, until last month.
He came to me, and I recognized him immediately.
"Time already?" I said curiously.
"Indeed." He replied. He handed me a sheet of paper, on it the address, state, town, etc. of a Miss Mary Alice Brandon. I looked down to read it, and when I looked up, James was gone.
My brother and I learned that we could live off the juices of plants, which is why our eyes are green opposed to the blood red James's were. Throughout our travels around the United States, we met a Peter and Charlotte, who also did not enjoy being murders anymore. They accepted our lifestyle and now are our "parents" as far as the humans are concerned.
Also throughout our travels, Joey and I learned about our gifts. I am a psychic, getting glimpses of the future as people change their mind. (A/N: like Alice in the actual series) And Joey, can move objects using only his mind. We both also have the characteristics that all vampires have; pale, ice cold skin; never eating anything besides our plants/humans (only if we slip up, which rarely occurs), never drinking, in-human strength, and in-human speed.
I was very angry with Joseph for inviting that girl over here, for all he knows she was supposed to die and be changed today. I am the one who knows the exact date of her demise, well; me, James, and the psychic who told him. Her visions were one-hundred percent certain. Her demise was to be on her eighteenth birthday, Halloween of 1921.
Joseph was not supposed to get romantically involved with Alice, he was supposed to take a fancy to her sister, that little brat named Cynthia. I was most definitely going to argue with him about this when he got home. Alice was all too excited about this evening, and they had already begun to play "the question game". Aaargh I hate that game to an extent. I do not understand Joey's fascination with it.
I heard the door close, which meant that Joey was home.
"JOSEPH WHITLOCK." I yelled, even though he would have heard it at a whisper.
"Hey Jewlz, what's wrong? You look upset." He said, as though nothing was wrong.
"WHAT'S WRONG?! What is wrong is that you invited the girl who WE are supposed to make a vampire in a few months OVER TO OUR HOUSE FOR DINNER!" I screamed, more AT him than TO him.
"Ohhh. So you saw that?" He asked, somewhat frightened.
"Obviously. Gosh. And what did you tell her about me? She is all excited to meet me." I said, disgusted.
"I told her the cover story we've planned to tell her for, oh, forty years! But, man, I did not expect her to be this amazing, Jewlz. She has a beautiful voice, and --" I cut him off mid-sentence.
"No. Joey. You know the plan. Cynthia, remember?" I said suggestively.
"Cynthia," he stated, now the disgusted one, "is an absolute nightmare. She thinks the world revolves around her, and that everyone loves her. I heard some things at lunch that were not so nice about her…"
"Does. Not Madder." I said simply, separating each word as its own sentence. "James said that the fortune teller he went to told him that YOU and CYNTHIA are supposed to date to make Alice jealous. YOU are not supposed to invite HER over for dinner!!!"
"Okay. But what if --" He attempted to protest but I held up my hand.
"No. Buts. If we don't do this James's way he'll make us go live with him and be murders. Do you want to kill innocent humans?" I inquired.
"No…" He mumbled in defeat.
"Good. Then it is settled. First thing tomorrow you will begin to try and court Miss Cynthia." I said, triumphantly.
I heard Joey's footsteps go towards Charlotte's office to tell her about our extra company. Then I had an idea…
I grabbed a light jacket off the couch and ran- human pace-out the front door. Walking to the Brandon's house I thought of what I could say. It was apparent to me, the whole class, and blind Martians that Cynthia didn't like me. So I would go with a different approach…
About five minutes later, I arrived at their home, and rang the doorbell. The little twit answered.
"What do you want?" She asked, not even attempting to hide her annoyance and dislike for me.
"Well. I don't know if we have been formally introduced today, but I am Jewelea Whitlock. Joseph is my brother, and he had invited Alice over to dinner this evening, and would now like to extend the invitation to you as well." I said in my nicest tone, ignoring her rudeness.
Her face perked up. "Oh! Jewelea! I am Cynthia. I would be delighted to have supper at your house. Tell Joey thank you, and I will be arriving with my sister!" She said, in a much more pleasant tone.
"Can't wait." I fake smiled as best I could and then walked back home…
Hopefully Joey wouldn't mind…but if he did, it is not like I care, I am doing what is best for our family; for him, for me, for Peter, and for Charlotte.
A/N: SO R&R! ~cassadi